I never expected myself to write fanfiction in the Potterverse, because I always took canon at face value - there's a reason it was called canon, I supposed.
Another reason, I supposed, was deeming myself not worthy.
Then Severus Snape happened to me. In many ways, more than I could possibly understand at the time.
Now there's one fic posted and several at various stages, and all I can say is - he just keeps happening. For which I am grateful. And the more I walk, or rather, stumble through the tangled web that is his mind, I keep getting more questions than answers. Needless to say, I do not tire of professing my love of him because of that. That man is a writer's dream.
At the risk of being accused of conceit (one tends to become very mindful of that after spending time in Severus' company), I must say that I am rather proud of having my first fic finished and completely posted. The only thing that can make me happier still is learning other authors' and readers' opinions on it.
Oh, and if you've read it, please drop by my corner now and then, as there will be updates in the form of one-shots, and a new chaptered fic (not a sequel, though) is coming along nicely (or at least, as nicely as anything that involves our dearest Professor can be).